A/N: It's interesting looking to this series of mine and how different it is compared to the other stories I have posted on this site. It's origins as an interactive story on the now defunct Miiverse where posts are limited to 400 characters has resulted in a very different style of presentation and writing. I do worry about whether I have provided enough details for you readers to properly visualise events, as back on Miiverse I benefited from being able to include screenshots of my (Nanka's) Pokémon Yellow playthrough, as well as how things flow given a lot of this story was improvised. I'd love to hear what you readers think of this story so far is basically what I'm saying.
That said, I've rambled on long enough. I can plenty more of that in the author notes at the end of the chapter. Enjoy Act 6 Continued of NPMA!
Nanka's Pokémon Miiverse Adventure Act 6 Continued!
Having arrived at the golden land of commerce, Nanka decided to take a quick walk around explore the city. It did not take long for Nanka to notice the place was a little eerie; as she walked down empty paths and listened to nothing but silence.
In fact, her first sight of a person was when she turned around a corner and bumped into someone, with the first sound she heard being her own yelp as she fell down onto her behind.
"Ow! Watch where you're walking!" Nanka heard the standing upright man she had bumped into snap.
Looking up from her seated position, Nanka began to apologise, "Sorry, sir. I should have-," Nanka abruptly stopped upon noticing the red 'R' on the man's uniform, "-Eeek! Team Rocket!"
"Hold on a sec; why aren't you back in your house!?" The Rocket snapped, reaching for his whip and Pokéball as Nanka stumbled to her feet.
Jolt had been prepared to stand his ground and fight. Nanka had been ready to do the same, having grown more confident since the start of her journey, until many more Rocket grunts came along. With several Team Rocket members heading towards them, Nanka decided running was the best option.
"Why are there so many Rockets!?" Nanka screamed as she ran from the army of thugs, a reluctant Jolt held in her arms.
As she ran by the Pokécentre, Nanka felt someone grab her arm, pulling her inside.
Nanka tried to scream, but as she was pulled inside, a hand clasped over her mouth. Another hand grabbed her other arm, and smaller arms wrapped around her waist and leg, until both her and Jolt was pinned down in the darkness. As they struggled against the unknown people, or what they hoped were attached to the arms and hands holding them, they heard the many footsteps of Team Rocket as they ran on by.
"Are… are they gone?" Nanka heard one of the people holding her down ask.
"Yeah… I think so." An elderly man said as he let go of Nanka; the others following suit.
"Pokémon growth rates differ from specie to specie."
"Pardon?" Nanka replied to the strange statement that the long haired brunette next to her had blurted out.
"S-sorry! I'm just trying to distract myself from how the whole city has been taken over by Team Rocket." The distressed woman cried out, receiving a quick round of 'shh' from everyone in the room.
To summarise, Nanka was currently sitting in the Pokémon Centre, where many of the Saffron City folk had taken shelter.
When Team Rocket attacked, they rounded up most of the citizens and forced them into their homes. A few avoided the Rockets and had been hiding in the Pokécentre since.
"I wish the Elite Four would come and stomp Team Rocket!" A kid wished, looking more bored than scared. "Kanto's best trainers would go 'pow, pow and wham', and then the Rockets will be gone and I could play outside again."
Nanka gulped, going on to suggest, "Maybe… ummm, maybe I could try and sneak out to get some help."
Nanka was not having much luck.
Her plan to sneak out was thwarted by increased Rocket patrols at each of the gates; ensuring no one else got in or out. The numbers were numerous, and she had only evaded capture on her way to the gates due to Jolt's nose, sniffing out where each moving Rocket was. To make matters worse though, on her return to the other hideaways, Nanka spotted the Rockets were now also patrolling down the path to the Pokécentre.
As a patrolling Grunt yelled out to her, "Being evil makes me feel so alive!", Nanka sprinted about the city, hoping desperately to find a safe-haven.
"Safe-haven!" Nanka cheered as she noticed an unguarded house with a door left ajar.
She and Jolt sprinted to the open door of the house, leapt inside, and then slammed the door shut. Nanka leaned back against the door and held her breath as she waited for the Rocket to pass by, worried that they had saw her run into the building.
"They won't notice you running in here; they won't even notice this building is here." Someone inside the house said, causing Nanka to jump up in fright.
Nanka took her focus away from the door and towards the rest of the room, noticing a rugged man in a blue tracksuit, staring at Nanka with glowing pink eyes.
"My Psychic powers block the door." The gruff sounding man explained. "And whilst not invisible to them, my powers are influencing any Rockets to pay less attention to this place."
"Oh…" Nanka mumbled, looking back to the glowing door and then back to the glowing eyed man., "…Oh!"
Seeing this man's amazing powers at work, an idea came to Nanka, but just as she was about to suggest it the psychic man calmly interrupted her, "No, I shall not fight the Rockets."
"How did,"-
"I can read minds." The psychic man once again interrupted Nanka. "Along with many things."
Sensing curiosity coming from the girl and electric rodent in the room, the man picked up a spoon from the table, bending the top of it without touching it, "I can bend spoons with my mind."
The man then vanished from his spot at the table, materialising onto a different chair, "I can teleport… short distances."
"I could pull down your skirt and force you to dance." The Psychic said as he held up a glowing hand-
"I believe you! Please don't!" Nanka screamed out, hands clamping down onto her skirt as she panicked at the mere suggestion.
"I can do many things, but I cannot defeat Team Rocket." The Psychic concluded as he lowered his pink glowing hand, a small smirk appearing on his face as she added, "But you can."
"Pardon?" Nanka replied as the Psychic placed a TM down on the table.
"Don't say a word. You want this." The Psychic stated as he levitated the TM over to Jolt, who snatched it from the air. "You should head over to Silph Co soon. Your friend will have already broken in."
"My friend?" Nanka asked, but the Psychic didn't say another word, closing his eyes to rest; the psychic energy surrounding the building still, albeit dimly.
"W-what should we do now, Jolt?" Nanka asked as she looked too and fro, seeing no Rockets nearby. "I don't see any patrolling Rockets, but I'm sure some will still be stationed at the gates."
"Pii…" Jolt hummed to himself, tapping his chin, before hesitantly pointing to the TM Nanka held. "…Ka?"
"This TM?" Nanka asked, looking at the box labelled 'TM:29', "I think this contains Psychic, which whilst a strong move, could only help us so much. It would still just be us against the Rockets, and I don't think we could defeat so many of them without other trainers."
"Maybe the Gym Leader can help us out…" Nanka mumbled, remembering that Saffron City had a Pokémon Gym, and said Gym was sure to be filled with powerful trainers who could assist them, "Yeah! The Gym Leader will be able to take out these Rockets.
Forgetting Mr Psychic's mentions of a friend sneaking into Silph Co and instead focusing on a more sensible approach to the situation, Nanka and Jolt started to search for the Saffron Gym. The duo carefully snuck their way through the city, hiding behind benches and darting into narrow alleyways. They soon reached the gym, and in turn, encountered another dilemma.
"W-why are there two gyms?" Nanka whispered to her Pikachu, knowing full well he wouldn't know.
Hiding behind a white fence, Nanka peeked out to inspect the two gyms. One was old and battered; time having since applied small cracks to its wall and roof, but clean windows indicated it was still used. The second building was new and shiny; long sleek white walls with saffron orange details causing it to glisten from sunlight. The former of these buildings had an old wooden sign carved with the word 'Gym' on it. The latter building had a long metal sign, inscribed instead with 'Gym Gym.'
"Wow, the Gym Leader sure is smart." Nanka commented as she sneaked towards the old and damaged gym. "They must have set up that fake 'Gym Gym' recently, to fool the Rockets."
Nanka entered into the gym, immediately stepping onto wooden flooring and beholding the sight of many Blackbelt trainers practising alongside their fighting type Pokémon.
"Excuse me." Nanka called out, grabbing the attention of the nearest Blackbelt. "I was wondering if you could hel-"
"Hoohah!" The Blackbelt shouted, punching forth alongside his Machop. "You're trespassing in our Fighting Dojo!"
"Yay! That was incredible, Beauty!" Nanka praised her panting but proud Vulpix. "Now let's beat this gym and-wait! That's not what we came here for!"
The Blackbelt, returning his burnt and fainted Machop, looked confused as Nanka burst out, "I came here to ask you all for help! Team Rocket have invaded and taken over Saffron City!"
"O-oh!" The Blackbelt mumbled, scratching at his chin. "I… I guess you should ask our leader about that. He's just at the back of the hall."
"Thank you very much." Nanka replied with a short bow, imitated by both Jolt and Beauty.
Nanka began to walk towards the Gym Leader's location, but suddenly found a white haired Mankey blocking her path.
"To talk with out leader though…" The defeated Blackbelt began to say as he pointed over to the surprised 'Gym Challenger' and the Mankey owning Blackbelt approaching her, "…you must defeat all of us Gym Trainers."
"P-pardon!?" Nanka exclaimed in disbelief, "B-but the city… Rockets invading! Why?"
Jolt's reaction differed significantly to this news, giving a thumbs up to both the Blackbelts.
"I'm sorry, Ion." Nanka apologised as she cradled her injured Eevee. "This gym is a terrible match-up for you."
Ion managed to a weak nod and a shaky smile to the concerned girl looking down to him. He had managed to take out a Blackbelt's Mankey previously, thanks to his Quick Attack, but his attempts to blind the following Machop with his Sand-Attack went disastrously.
"It's probably best you rest up for the rest of this Gym." Nanka said as she returned Ion. "A hall of fighting types is the worse place for a normal type to be."
As Nanka walked across the clean yet creaking wooden floorboards, her next opponent called out to her, "Hoargh! Take your shoes off!"
Nanka spun around to face the stern martial artist, replying with an innocent giggle, "I already have sir."
The Blackbelt looked down to the young girl's feet, wiggling in her light blue socks, but certainly shoeless, "S-sorry, kid. Few challengers remember to do so in the dojo."
Nanka smiled, "It is proper etiquette after all."
"Pikaaa!" Jolt cheered, as the last fighting type Pokémon fell to its knees and collapsed in defeat.
"Yipee! That's the last one." Nanka cheered as hopped with joy. "We can finally ask the Gym Leader for help with the Rockets."
As Nanka started to walk on over to the Gym Leader, Jolt looked around to all the trainers he and his companions had defeated. Numerous Blackbelts were either flat on their backs or sitting down, tending to their defeated Pokémon, massaging them or applying bandages. Jolt smirked though, as the one thing common amongst all the exhausted fighters were satisfied smiles; a feeling he could understand very well.
"Excuse me." Nanka called out to the cross-legged Gym Leader. "Could I please talk to you for a second, sir?"
The dark haired man glanced at Nanka, then back to his beaten students as he noted, "It's been a while since… since I've seen them so spirited."
The Gym Leader smiled, then grinned, then roared with laughter as he got to his feet, "I should thank you for reigniting their fighting-spirit."
"Oh, that's um, okay, but I really need to ask you something." Nanka replied, eager to bring up her fairly urgent request for help. 'Thinking about it, I'm surprised no one here has noticed all the Rocket members outside.'
The Gym Leader faced her, still laughing merrily, "If it's a request you have, then I'll be happy to hear affttteeerrr…"
Nanka gulped, whilst Jolt started doing some stretches, both of them already predicting what was to come, "A-after…?"
"After you defeat me, Karate Master Kiyo, in a two versus two Pokémon battle!" Kiyo declared with an eager grin.
Jolt was first up, the fight loving Pikachu thrilled to be battling in a fighting dojo. His opponent was a brown… potato shaped opponent with springy legs. Jolt had to stifle a laugh as the oddly shaped Pokémon stretched his legs, preparing for the match.
The bell rang for the battle and Jolt immediately shot out a Thunderbolt. Undeterred from the blast of electricity heading his way, the fighting type Pokémon rolled into the attack.
"What!?" Nanka gasped as the opponent withstood the Thunderbolt, rolling through it and up to Jolt. "J-Jolt! Look out!"
"Hitmonlee, Rolling Kick!" Kiyo shouted out passionately.
Nanka's alarmed cry had been too late, as a stunned Jolt was struck by the Hitmonlee's Rolling Kick, flinging the light weight Pikachu into the air. A little dazed from the impact, Jolt was nevertheless able to make a safe landing.
"P-Pikaaa!" Jolt smirked as he stood up straight, wincing slightly from a bruised chin.
"That was a good, strong blow. One more should do it." Kiyo advised his Hitmonlee, eyes focused on the injured state of Jolt.
"Hiii!" The Hitmonlee shouted out as he sprung forth, beginning the motion of a Rolling Kick again, only to freeze up.
As the shaking Hitmonlee tried to take another step, he staggered and fell to one knee, now feeling the heavy damage from the Thunderbolt he had willed his way through. Jolt was quick to take advantage of this opening, launching a second Thunderbolt and knocking out the Hitmonlee.
"I'm surprised that you Pikachu was able defeat my Hitmonlee." Kiyo stated as he withdrew his kick fighting Pokémon, proceeding quickly to send out his second and last Pokémon. "But he's too injured now to stand a chance against my Hitmonchan."
As the also brown fighting Pokémon emerged onto the wooden battlefield, though this time shaped more like a human rather than a potato, Jolt smirked with confidence. However, looking at the Pikachu's unsteady feet and increasingly bruised cheek, his trainer worried.
"Jolt, could you um… could you please switch out?" Nanka asked her injured Pokémon, receiving a disapproving frown in response. "Pretty please, Jolt."
Jolt walked back to Nanka, head hung low as he moped, whilst Nanka sent out Licker.
The very moment that Licker burst out of her Great Ball, the boxing gloved Hitmonchan sprinted forward, throwing out a flurry of fierce Comet Punches.
Said punches went right through the unfazed Haunter.
"Argh, no… it's a ghost type. The Karate Master snarled through gritted teeth, as his Hitmonchan continued to try and hit Licker.
Licker soon grew bored of the Hitmonchan's futile attempts to punch her fighting type immune body, and so with a spark from her fingertip, zapped the Hitmonchan with a Thunderbolt.
"Hiii!" The Hitmonchan yelled in agony, as he collapsed down to the floor, fainted.
"Hooray, Licker! We did it; we beat the Gym Leader!" Nanka cheered, throwing her arms up in the air and jumping merrily on the spot.
As Nanka praised both her Haunter and Pikachu, the downcast Karate Master wandered over to his downed Hitmonchan and returned him to his Pokéball.
"Indeed, I have lost, however…" Karate Master Kiyo said as he approached Nanka with a downhearted expression, "You have not defeated the Gym Leader!"
"W-wha-I mean, pardon, sir!?" Nanka blurted out. "I thought you were the Gym Leader."
Still grim face, Kiyo sighed, "I was the Gym Leader… and this dojo was the Saffron City Gym… but we lost the rights to being the city's official gym just a few short years back."
Nanka's disappointment was plain to see, and the dojo leader was quick to notice, "I'm sorry about not informing you earlier. It was… it was nice to have this place treated like a gym again."
Nanka was not disappointed about that.
"I can't offer you a Gym badge, but I can give you a prized fighting Pokémon!" Kiyo reassured Nanka, unaware that her disappointment had nothing to do with lie about the gym.
"Really? Thank you very much sir." Nanka said with a wide smile, looking over to the two clear Pokéballs, seeing the same kind of brown fighting Pokémon that the Karate Master had. "So these are a Hitmonlee and a Hitmonchan."
"That is correct; much like my own valuable companions." Kiyo confirmed; a proud smile on his face. "There's Hitmonlee, the Kicking Pokémon. He's a particularly swift and strong fighting type Pokémon, and there's also Hitmonchan, the Punching Pokémon. He has all sorts of unique punches; a right master of the elements."
"I choose…" Nanka began to say as her hand glided over the two Pokéballs, finally settling on the one to the left, "…Hitmonlee!"
"Ah, a fine choice!" Kiyo said as he gave a curt bow. "Once again, on behalf of myself and all my students, I sincerely apologise for not explaining the situation sooner."
"It's okay, really." Nanka reassured the Karate Master. "Truth be told, I didn't come here for a gym battle or badge."
One short swift summary of Saffron's sticky situation later…
"I see…" Kiyo hummed, scratching his chin as he thought upon all that Nanka had told him. "So you came to ask for help against these Rockets?"
"Y-yes sir." Nanka replied with a nod, her voice shaky as she held back the fact that she was trying to ask the 'official' Saffron City Gym Leader for help specifically. 'It's kind of strange that the actual Gym Leader hasn't noticed the Rockets either. You would think more people would notice a city being taken over.'
"Very well; we will be happy to help." Kiyo announced, causing the hopeful girl before him to light up with appreciation. "…Tomorrow."
"Why tomorrow!?" Nanka exclaimed.
"To rest up, of course!" Kiyo stated as he turned to the rest of his students. "After all, my students and their Pokémon look to be completely exhausted after their battles with you."
"P-pardon?" Nanka squeaked out, looking across the hall to see all the shattered trainers, still resting up from their battles with her.
Being unable to do anything else, Nanka and Jolt sneaked their way back to the Pokécentre shelter to rest up for the coming day. Well… try to rest up that is.
Nanka's sleep was faint; Mr Psychic's words plaguing her head as she tossed and turned in bed. Even after pushing those worries aside, ending her fidgeting, the slight sound of the centre's door creaking open and shutting caused worry to come flooding back to her mind.
"W-what was that?" Nanka squeaked quietly, bolting upright in her bed.
Looking around the room, Nanka did not spot anyone having entered, but she did notice someone missing.
"J-Jolt?" Nanka mumbled, looking around her bed in case her Pikachu had fallen off.
Seeing no sign of Jolt, Nanka sighed and got out of bed, 'Well… I have a pretty good idea where he's heading.'
Sneaking through the lamp lit streets of Saffron City, Nanka made her way hastily to the Silph Co Office Building. Cautiously stepping in front of the automatic glass doors, Nanka immediately spotted Jolt inside, standing at the edge of a fountain with his back turned to her.
"Jooolllttt." Nanka called out quietly yet sternly, as she marched over to him.
Jolt quickly spun around to face his trainer, emitting a nervous 'I got caught' chuckle, and twirling his paws.
Nanka's stern expression faded instantly, replaced by a broad smile, "Thank you, Jolt."
Jolt looked to Nanka suspiciously, confused at the uncharacteristic reaction from her.
"I was worrying over what Mr Psychic had said, but couldn't bring up the nerve to risk coming here." Nanka explained, twiddling her fingers. "So thank you for… the little push as it were, Jolt. Now how about we search for this supposed friend of mine who is supposedly here?"
Jolt immediately nodded enthusiastically, hopping towards the stairway, and excitedly motioning for Nanka to follow.
As Nanka and Jolt peeked around the corner, they spotted a yawning Rocket member, standing on guard. Jolt grinned, eagerly stepping forward to take out the Rocket with a quick zap, only to be held back by Nanka.
"Jolt!" Nanka reprimanded her Pikachu with a whisper. "I know I agreed that we'd search this place, but let's try and avoid any unnecessary fights… okay?"
Jolt sighed, but nodded, proceeding to join Nanka in sneaking upstairs.
"Shoot! It needs a card key." Nanka 'cursed' under her breath as she inspected the locked door.
"Pik-Chhh!" Jolt joined in, though his curse word was a touch… fouler than the innocent trainer of his, before resuming his watch for patrolling Rockets.
"Hmmm, thinking about…" Nanka began to ponder as she turned to address Jolt, "…Team Rocket probably has all the Silph Co. employees held hostage. We need to rescue them if we can, and one of them is sure to have a card key."
Reaching the 4th floor, it was as the duo crawled behind some flower pots that they spotted a Silph Co. scientist in the hallway.
Seeing no Rockets in sight, Nanka made her way over to the employee, calling out quietly, "E-excuse me, are you okay?"
The scientist turned to Nanka, blinking in bewilderment, "O-oh! H-hello there; are you one of the Rocket's daughters or siblings or something?"
"Nope!" Nanka said with a smile. "No need to worry, I've come to help."
The Scientist looked Nanka up and down in bewilderment, noting, "In your nightie?"
Nanka looked down at the pink nightgown and Jigglypuff designed slippers she was wearing, having not changed clothes upon noticing Jolt gone, and having rushed out after him.
"S-someone kind of rushed my decision to come help." Nanka replied, glancing at a snickering Jolt.
"C'mon, Jolt! It's not funny." Nanka turned to address her Pikachu, unaware of the sinister grin appearing on the Scientist.
Nanka and Jolt were in the midst of a playful argument, when both heard a whirling sound from nearby. Instinctively, they leapt out of the way as a Sonicboom struck the spot they'd been standing at.
Nanka gasped as she saw the Silph Co. Scientist now with an aggressive Magneton beside him, each of the metallic Pokémon's three eyes glaring at her.
Nanka didn't have time to question why the Silph Co. employee and his Magneton was attacking her, she sent out her new Himtonlee, and prepared for battle.
"Careful Stretchy!" Nanka called out the name she gave her gifted Pokémon as said Hitmonlee appeared from his Pokéball. "You might have a tough time!"
Stretchy immediately leapt forth, Double-Kicking the Magneton unconscious and sending it crashing into the flower pots.
"...Yay!"
Victory achieved, Stretchy the rough and tough fighting type Pokémon glowered with pride… literally. The Hitmonlee struck a pose with outstretched arms and legs, winking as glittering sparkles surrounded him. As Stretchy continued celebrating his victory with pose after pose, and the battle assisting Ion got to work brushing his bushy tail, Nanka heard the sound of voices and footsteps.
"Oh no! We've got to get out of here, quick!" Nanka exclaimed, returning her victorious Pokémon.
Nanka started to run, only for her to step on a strange tile and be flung into the air. The airborne Nanka screamed as her body began to glow, an her vision turned white.
Nanka did not know where she was, nor did she know what had happened. She did know that she had suddenly been flung into the air and then blinded by a bright light, but anything else she was unsure on; her thoughts were currently jumbled and her body tingled all over.
She was struggling to regain her bearings, walking with a hand against the wall to keep her balance. Judging by Jolt's groans, he was close by, but also just as disoriented.
"Hey, kid!" Nanka heard a blurry person yell out. "What you messing around here for kid?!"
Even disoriented, Nanka and her Pokémon were able to fend off the attacking Rocket, though not without injury. As Nanka treated her Pokémon, she worried that the Rockets would have once again overheard the battle and come rushing to her location. Easing her worries, Jolt decided to scout out the area.
"Are there any Rockets coming?" Nanka asked as Jolt ran back to her.
Jolt shook his head.
Nanka smiled with relief, only to notice Jolt pointing to a nearby room, "Kachu, Pika Pi!"
Nanka followed her Pikachu into the nearby room, immediately noticing the tied up Silph Co. employee.
"Sir! Are you okay?" Nanka inquired as she rushed over to untie the hostage.
"No but yes but thank you!" The panicked employee rambled. "So many Rockets! What should I do? What should I do!?"
Once the Silph Co. employee and former hostage had calmed down, he began to explain a few things to Nanka. For starters, some of the Scientists had betrayed the company and were now working for Team Rocket. Secondly, that every one of the employees Card Keys had been confiscated. Third, that the diamond tiles, one of which Nanka had stepped on, were Silph Co's newly made teleporters.
As the employee left, Nanka was left to ponder on what to do next.
"I think our options would beeee… searching for the card key, using the teleporter…" Nanka paused at the mention of the teleporter, soon shaking her head, 'Nope, nope, no. I'd rather not use those teleporters.'
"Pika!" Jolt added with enthusiasm, demonstrating a little bit of shadow boxing to Nanka.
Nanka giggled, "Of course you would suggest fighting each of the Rockets… though I suppose if we took them on one-by-one, we might be able to manage it."
With the three options in mind, Nanka began to shift through them in her head, beginning to hum. Concentrating more on her thoughts than where she was looking, she gazed briefly at her nightgown adorning body, a sudden thought occurring to her, 'Ah, I know what I need to do first.'
A/N: Chapter 15 draws to a close; a little abruptly, but it is a better ending that I had previously (I've added in that last paragraph). As mentioned, this story was designed initially for a different site with different rules and limitations to them. Regardless, I hope you enjoyed reading it here on this site.
As mentioned last time, I am still unsure of how to handle Pokémon attack names and key words; how much of the wording should be faithful to the game's writing and how much should be faithful to proper writing rules. Within the editing process, I do find it easier to read and check things when Pokémon attack names, key locations and items, and trainer classes (which for many of the trainers are in place of their names, given they lack them in-game) when they are capitalised. Unless this proves problematic to read for some folks, I shall stick to that; it's easier for me.
As for this chapter, well something unique to this director's cut in terms of trivia is that this chapter took quite a while to edit. In my two week break, the previous chapter and the following chapter were edited very quickly; this 15th chapter took up the bulk of it. Along with correcting errors, rewording a few things and expanding details, I also like adding the odd additional scene here or there. I ended up thinking of a new scenario regarding the fighting dojo and a piece of artwork I drew for NPMA, wherein Nanka was required to wear a fighting uniform to take on the dojo, but through various events ended up dressed in a Dirndl. Whilst I liked the idea, I debated as to whether this deviated too much from events in the original and so decided not to include it. This is primarily a re-upload of NPMA, not an entirely new story after all.
Also, fun fact, Mr Psychic is Sabrina's family photographer. With that piece of trivia, I shall say cheerio; hope you enjoyed this chapter of Nanka's Pokémon Miiverse Adventure and shall enjoy the chapter the following weekend as well.